John Doe aka Branden
Boys Reformatory Series #6
John Doe aka Branden
Date of Birth: Unknown
Place of Birth: Unknown
Height: 5'10" to 6'0'
Weight: Approx. 180 pounds
Scars and Marks: None
Remarks: John Doe aka Branden is wanted in the murder of Leland Moore in Seattle, Washington, January of last year. Leland was found tied to a hotel bed, stabbed thirteen times, and branded on his left buttocks with "MBR", in possible reference to Maltese Boys' Reformatory. Leland and John Doe were last seen exiting Seattle's B&D leather bar, Studland, just before its 1:00 a.m. closing.
THOSE WHO FREQUENT THE LEATHER SCENE IN THE SEATTLE AREA SHOULD BE CAUTIOUS IN THAT JOHN DOE AKA BRANDEN IS CONSIDERED ARMED AND EXTREMELY DANGEROUS!
IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION CONCERNING THIS TEENAGER, PLEASE CONTACT YOUR LOCAL AUTHORITIES AND ON NO ACCOUNT CONFRONT THIS PERSON ON YOUR OWN.
I didn't kill Leland Moore! You can snicker all you want, roll your eyes as if you think I'm full of shit, provide me with all your "You all say that!" platitudes, but you can take my innocence as Gospel.
I'm not denying that I picked the guy up. I did. I'm not denying that I took him to that hotel room. I did. I'm not denying that he got naked, and I tied him belly-down to the bed. I did. I'm not denying that I whacked his ass with my belt and then fucked him until he was screaming but only for more of the same. I did. I'm not denying I lit a culinary torch, heated my little MBR branding iron and imprinted the Maltese Boys' Reformatory initials on Leland's just-whipped and just-fucked firm ass. I did.
I am denying that I, then, pulled out a knife and stabbed the guy thirteen times in his back. Though still tied to the bed when I left him, Leland was very much alive. He should have been free, a short time later, and none the worst for wear, except for the tender burn on his ass. Like I always do before leaving any such scene, I asked who he wanted me to call to come untie him. In his case, I called someone named Tony Pressland. Maybe the cops would do far better to check out more thoroughly this Tony Pressland-who keeps insisting he arrived to find Leland dead-instead of their spending all their time and effort looking for this innocent man. As for my fingerprints, DNA, and body fluids in Leland, and all over the hotel room where the murder took place, I've already told you why they're there. Do you think I would have been so sloppy in leaving them all behind if I'd committed cold-bloody murder, even if I can't think of anywhere my fingerprints, DNA, or body fluids are on file, for match-up comparisons with those located at the crime scene?
I could, of course, give the police a call, and ask them if they really think it probable that someone who has followed the same modus operandi as I have, for the last three years, leaving over a hundred men none the worst for wear, except for a small burn on their butt cheeks, would suddenly go ape-shit and leave one man ass-beaten, ass-fucked, ass-burned, and dead. I may make that call to the dip-shit coppers, yet, but not yet. Chances are, now, they would merely say that I'd exhibited an "escalation". Bullshit! Maybe, after I've whipped, fucked, and branded, a few more asses, the guys living to tell the tale, I can take the police by the hand, and ask them if they really believe a criminal can de-escalate once escalation has begun. From all I've read about it, and I've read a lot lately, that doesn't hardly ever happen, unless the "unsub" is suddenly removed from the playing field by injury or by arrest. Neither of which has happened to me.